whereabouts of Shayns baby mama.

It was no secret that her and her Duster-huffing best

friend were on a mission to discover Indian Fords location. Each time we’d return with bags
and bags of massive cubensis mushrooms, their eyes would get so big and greedy I swear
you could see cartoonish money signs popping out of them. Without his trusty team of
lookouts and organized distractions, shayn did not manage to evade the two girls when
leaving the house, and the drugged-out duo followed him straight to the sacred land. It
didn’t even take a week for it to spread it all over town. Fortunately for us, if you don’t pick
the mushrooms a certain way, you ruin the potential for future growth, so they ravaged the
place within a month or so. R.I.P. Indian Ford.